On Class

With this class coming to a close, it’s time to reflect.

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As a writer, I enjoyed this class.

As an opinionated person, I REALLY enjoyed this class.

I came into class a bit apprehensive;  I wasn’t sure how I would enjoy it. I haven’t been a huge fan of the journalism classes I’ve taken before and feared this class would go the same way. I, thankfully, was mistaken in my initial hesitance.

Previous journalism classes have asked me to push my opinion to the side, and in doing so, have pushed aside the personality in my writing. In traditional journalism, my voice feels dull and boring.

However, those classes laid the foundation for reporting that was necessary. I found that part of this class easy.

This class has allowed the personality in my writing to flourish and even grow. I feel as if my writing has matured and gained a special style through this class.

My favorite part of the class, which I find ironic due to my very first blog post, has been writing blogs. I have definitely done a 180 in my opinion on blogs. They have been the most fun part of the class, a nice informal way to practice writing opinion and let our voices shine.

Thanks for making this class fun, Professor Harvey!

It’s like mutton-bustin’…

…but not.

About two weeks ago, I went to this restaurant in Fort Worth known as the Rodeo Goat. After a double-date of fawning over animals at the Fort Worth Zoo, we were ready for something to munch on.

Rodeo Goat certainly wasn’t a random find. As of this blog, the Fort Worth location has a 4.4 star rating and 159 reviews on Google. It also only has a 1-$ cost rating, which is a huge plus for me as a broke college kid.

The restaurant has open seating, including two indoor dining areas separated by large metal livestock gates and a patio. It was slow, so we seated ourselves inside the gated area.

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Photo by Raul M. on Yelp

When you get the menu at Rodeo Goat, you begin making one of the most difficult decisions you’ll ever make in a restaurant. When I say everything on the menu looks great, it’s not an exaggeration. They also have two burgers at the top which are in a head-to-head competition; depending on which is more popular, it will be added to the menu.

After about 15 minutes of deliberation, I decided on the Spudnik, a burger with a fried egg, a potato wedge, chive sour cream, bacon and cheddar. (If that doesn’t make your mouth water, I don’t know what will.) I ordered mine with a turkey patty (one of the many non-beef choices to substitute in your burger, at no extra charge).

The food came pretty fast for a made-to-order place and we dug in. That Spudnik burger was every bit as delicious as it sounded on the menu. The turkey was moist and flavorful, something hard to achieve with ground turkey, and all the ingredients fit together perfectly.

If you’re considering going to Rodeo Goat, take a look at the menu on their website before you go. You’re gonna need that extra time to decide between all the delicious choices.

(If you’re unfamiliar with mutton-bustin’, you should read about it. It’s hilarious.)

So you want to be a Bastard…

That’s not something you read every day, is it?

Like any other hobby, you start out in the Rocky Horror Picture Show community as a newbie. Everyone who starts with Los Bastardos starts at the bottom rung of the cast, as a Transylvanian.

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Look at us! We’re having so much fun. What cuties.

As a Transylvanian, you start out learning the staples of Rocky: The Time Warp, Science Fiction Double Feature and all the Transie duties (you can learn more about those in my other post).

If you survive training as a Transylvanian (not many do), then you get to join and perform as a Transie! Great job! That’s all you’d like to do for the rest of eternity, right? …no? Well, that’s okay, there’s more.

If you manage to stay on cast for more than six months, our wonderful and fearsome director, Madame Leah, may consider training you for one of the ten core parts.

Would you choose Janet, A Heroine?

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Maybe the Columbia, A Groupie?

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Perhaps you’d like to play Dr. Frank-N-Furter himself?

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Whatever you may choose, Rocky Horror has a place for everyone. Each part is crucial to the enormous, colorful, glittery show we put on each month.

Not sure about Rocky? Come see a show. You might decide to sign all your free time away, too!

It’s not so much a hobby…

12377941_1647235615528555_9173395950882087030_o…and more like I sold my soul to Los Bastardos, the longest-running Rocky Horror Picture Show shadowcast in DFW. All for the low price of a tremendous amount of stress!

I’m kidding. Well, sort of.

The hobby I devote the most time to is my part in the live shadowcast that we put on each month. I am a Transylvanian (the header on my blog makes much more sense now, huh?), and have been since about August of 2015.

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So what does that mean?

I am a mean, behind-the-scenes prop-setting machine.

The Transylvanians (or Transies, for short) are responsible for being the set, background and even some of the props in the show. We hold trees and smack Janet around with them during “There’s A Light” (and even do a fun little flashlight dance during the chorus). We hold sheets and flashlights during the bedroom scenes to silhouette Brad, Janet and Frank N. Furter for the audience. We do a little bit of everything, in almost every scene.

The film is a cult classic and draws a lot of devotees. The audience at Rocky is encouraged to cheer, yell out “call-back” lines and when the time comes (and it will come), they are pulled into the aisles of the theater to do the Time Warp along with us. The audience has to be one of my favorite parts of being a Rocky performer.

However, I have really come to love Rocky Horror for the community. The people I have met through Rocky have become like a family to me, with Madame Leah (a Director) and Alex-dad (a Founder) at the head. They boost us up when we’re worried about a show, and always remind us “We are still the best, in case you forgot.”

Don’t worry, guys. I’ll never forget.

To commute or not to commute?

When you think of the “college experience,” how do you imagine getting to class every day?

If you were like me in high school, you imagined living in a dorm room, decorated to the nines with the coolest stuff, with a roommate you (secretly) hated. I imagined that I’d wake up every morning and stroll out my front door onto campus, without the need for a car or even a bike.

Needless to say, that’s not how my college experience has gone. Ask my car about it.

Of UT Arlington’s nearly 51,000 students, less than 20% live on campus or within 5 miles of campus. That really doesn’t fit with how most people imagine college, especially a Tier One university.

So how do we fix this?

To be honest, I’m really not sure. Maybe build more affordable on-campus housing? Make it easier for students to live closer to campus? The fact that UT Arlington in in the middle of the DFW metroplex doesn’t make it easy.

Until we can shake that title of “commuter school,” however, I don’t think UTA will be considered a real Tier One school.

Feeling the Bern

I know, typical entitled Millennial. Voting for the Socialist who wants to make college free and tax the ever-loving daylights out of the ultra-rich. I’m such a statistic.

Despite the stereotype of us “selfish, entitled young folk” wanting everything on a silver platter, my affinity for Bernie Sanders is the result of quite the opposite. No, I don’t want tax breaks and I can scrounge up a living working for less than $15 per hour. I have enough opportunities and my family is stable enough for me to make my way, for which I’m eternally grateful.

However, not everyone has the same opportunities that I’ve had.

Sanders has been pushing to assist those with fewer opportunities since he started his career back in the ’70s. He recently identified an old photo of himself being arrested during a protest in South Side Chicago. Since he was a student at the University of Chicago, he was in favor of equality for all and supporting the civil rights movement.

Sanders has also advocated to make health care public, something that will drastically improve American lives by starting at our very basic needs, our physical health.

Perhaps his most well-known push is that for affordable secondary education. This revolutionary (or not-so-revolutionary, as compared to most of the major industrialized countries in the world) proposal would make college accessible for millions of more Americans and even cut already-existing debt by allowing people to refinance their loans.

This proposal has been met with a huge backlash of criticism at the cost. Even without looking at the cost of each part of his proposal, anyone could tell you that the program will be expensive.

But the best part of Sanders’ plan?  Of all his proposals?

He knows exactly how he’ll pay for them.

He may seem like a bit of a quack (that’s how my parents describe him, anyway), but Sanders has a solid, well-paved plan for this country.

In the words of our beloved Smash Mouth, “We could all use a little change.”

Politics: The Year of the Uneducated

Politics are messy.

They always have been, and I’d venture a guess to say they always will be.

So long as we have people who are different, whose opinions differ even slightly, politics will be rough, messy and sometimes a little silly.

That being said, I feel like the nature of politics is no excuse for the circus we have this election year. The GOP seems to be narrowing the gap in a bullshit contest with the collective stock shows of the United States. From the Democrats, “Desperate-to-look-hip Aunt” Hillary and “Crazy Uncle” Bernie leave me feeling like I’ve just watched a sitcom rather than a debate designed to test and inform about the possible future leader of our country.

How did we get to this spectacle? Quirky candidates with policies which challenge the status quo would be refreshing. But this? “Quirky” would be putting it extremely mildly.

My guess at how we arrived at this Ringling Brothers-esque place is through lack of voter education. People are entertained by the shock and awe of some of the candidates, they laugh at the mud-slinging and, quite frankly, the bullying of other candidates (like poor Jeb Bush, who tried to draw attention to Donald Trump’s “insult his way to the presidency” tactics).

So my solution is this: Please, voters. Please, for the love of whichever deity you choose, PLEASE educate yourselves. Do research on the actual policies, qualifications and history of the candidates. The worst thing you can do is vote for someone based on the headlines or the “entertaining” disagreements they get into with other candidates.

You look into the void…

…and the void winks back.

The fear of the unknown is an evolved trait in humans. When we were still being hunted by much larger, more deadly apex predators, this was a great advantage. The dark night was dangerous for the things we could not see: the unknowns.

However, in the modern world we do not face these dangers regularly and certainly do not react to familiar dangers the same way. Some of the most dangerous choices we can make are ones that we choose regularly: driving too fast in our cars on the highway or smoking cigarettes.

Yet we still feel anxiety over the things we don’t know. Or at least, most of us do.

I was never born with this fear of the unknown. Ever since I was a child, I’ve run head-first into unfamiliar places and situations, sometimes to the chagrin of my parents. No matter how many safety courses I took at school, I never quite learned the “stranger danger” bit; you could always find me talking to new people and learning about their lives.

From that lack of fear grew my philosophy of life: embrace the unknown, try new things and always be open to people different from you.

With our world growing smaller and smaller each day, we would do well to become more enthusiastic about cultures and experiences different from our own. As a high school student I was given the chance to travel to Taiwan (with no knowledge of Mandarin or of Taiwanese culture) and it was one of the best experiences of my life. I learned so much from their culture, had so many experiences… Those kinds of things helped me to grow as a person.

So when you face the unknown, that dark writhing void of unfamiliarity, don’t be afraid. The void is a sweet person once you get to know it. Embrace the unknown; maybe the void will start to wink back.

On Blogging

The irony. A blogger writing a blog on blogging. Can you tell I watched Inception yesterday?

We’ve all seen them. Opinion bloggers, hashing out their “strong opinions” with little consideration to grammar or facts. It’s even worse when they have a following of equally-uninformed devotees.

To me, blogs have come to mean strong opinions based on poor evidence or flat-out disproved theories. These blogs tend to say what people want to hear, polarize followers and send them running to their family and friends to rant about their unsupported opinion with no references to cite except the blog.

Quite a few blogs have also become online diaries. I have no problem with those. Though they might be rife with poor grammar and awkward formatting, they typically don’t have the ravenous following that opinion blogs have.

Blogs could be a force for good. With proper fact-checking and attention to detail, blogs could be a great way to inform the average internet user with a more casual setting than a news outlet like CNN or the BBC.

I would like to hope that in the future, readers will take it upon themselves to fact-check the blogs they read and inform other readers in the comment section of any false statements. I wouldn’t bet on it, though.